Around The Carrousel Poem by Pietro Grossi

Pacifier, lullaby, the fair Lady,
Sometimes cries, sometimes smiles: The Baby.
Start to learn, the first book, start of rules,
The pictures, the teacher: The School.
New sensation, what it means? Is it clean?
Some attractions, distractions: The Teen.
The first joy, the first pain, the first blow,
Much illusion, delusion: The Love.
One, two, three, boots at feet, gun on shoulder,
Wish that clock running fast: The Soldier.
Share the best, share the worst, the bedding,
She waits there, dress in red: The Wedding.
He requires all the best of your talent,
He will be your forever: You're Parent.
Now the feelings are loosing the force,
What was best, now is worst: Divorce.
And now the past, behind shoulders, stands tall,
Day by day, year by year: You're Old.
You still there, but the time goes away,
You should stop, now that clock...if you may..! !
Sadness, Mistery, Delight,
Happiness, Wait of next, Cut of knife;
Purgatory, Hell, Paradise,
Such A Thunder, Such A Wonder: ..
.....LIFE..! ! ! ! ! !

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